The Necronomicon is a book of legends that records all transcendent knowledge, the true crystallization of human wisdom.

No one knows who wrote the book, or how it was written.

There are only six Necronomicon books in this world, the first was found in an ancient tomb and is kept in a well-known museum, and the other five are replicas of the first and are also kept in other museums.

Zhao Ge had a Necronomicon in his hand, which was a book that was seized during the raid on the cult organization.

After getting this book, Zhao Ge also looked up the information on the Internet, and sure enough, the Book of Necrons in a museum was stolen, and what Zhao Ge held in his hand was probably the Book of Necrons that was stolen.

Of course, Zhao Ge has no intention of handing over the book, the book was stolen abroad, and he found it in China, what you say is yours is yours?

Moreover, most ordinary people do not know about the Book of Necronomins, and the reason for preserving it is only its precious historical value, and the knowledge in it is only heard as a legend.

Of course, there are some people who know the true meaning of the Necronomicon book, but most of them have become fanatics.

Ordinary people who are aware of otherworldly beings will unconsciously be attracted to them, even if they sacrifice themselves.

Zhao Ge himself, as a traverser, has a mind beyond ordinary people, and can resist the influence of the knowledge of the Book of Necronomicon, but even Zhao Ge will be affected by it if he has been in contact with it, so in the end, Zhao Ge still sealed the Book of Necrons in his study.

If it weren't for the monster he met, Zhao Ge would never have opened his study.

Zhao Ge, who walked into the study, felt the cold breath of the damp tide in the room that had not been exposed to the sun for a long time, and his trance-like thoughts were pulled back again.

It's useless to think about it so much now, and now you should hurry up and find the information of that monster, and then find the shortcomings of those monsters.

There are still more than a dozen old people who are missing, and the number of missing people is still growing, now is not the time to hesitate!

Zhao Ge, who was standing in the room, took a deep breath, then walked to the table, pushed away the chair and sat down.

"I really don't want to use this!"

Zhao Ge opened the book after complaining, and now there is no point in saying anything.

The Necronomicon wasn't too big, only the size of a diary, but it looked very shabby, as if it would shatter in the first second.

Zhao Ge cautiously opened the book, but there was no text on the paper, and suddenly a series of tadpoles seemed to appear on the market, and the tadpoles moving on the paper looked very weird.

Zhao Ge's eyes stared at the tadpoles on the paper, and the strange patterns conveyed a transcendent message to Zhao Ge on the paper.

Zhao Ge's eyes looked at the paper, his ears seemed to be howling as countless monsters, and Zhao Ge's head was a little stunned, his pupils dilated instantly, and his consciousness was a little blurred.

Gradually, Zhao Ge felt that he could understand the words in the book, and that kind of strange words were not created by any civilization in the world, and Zhao Ge's consciousness gradually sank into this knowledge.

"What do you want?"

"I, I want to know about that monster."

At the last moment, Zhao Ge finally got rid of the temptation of the Necronomicon to himself and asked the question he wanted to ask.

In an instant, Zhao Ge's head seemed to have been smashed by countless sledgehammers, and countless knowledge was instilled in his mind, and Zhao Ge, who was sitting on the chair, directly lost consciousness and completely collapsed on the chair.

After a long time, Zhao Ge regained his strength, raised his hand tiredly, and closed the Book of Necromancy.

The whispers in my ears faded away as the Necronomicon closed.

Zhao Ge, who was slumped in the chair, took a deep breath and sat up slowly.

Fortunately, I have experience, otherwise I would have fallen to the ground this time.

Zhao Ge looked at the Book of Necromancy on the table, and the sweat on his forehead slowly slid down.

His resistance to the Necronomicon is getting lower and lower, and he was almost controlled by the Necronomicon this time.

As the only book of mankind to record the transcendental, the Necronomicon is certainly not as simple as it seems, the Necronomicon is recorded in the words of an unknown transcendent civilization, and a small book can record all the transcendent knowledge.

Although the use of supernatural and civilized writing can record more information, it also makes it hellish for ordinary people to read.

The consciousness of ordinary people is unable to stop the transcendent influence, if it weren't for Zhao Ge being a traverser, he would also be bewitched by the Book of Necronomicon, and those who were bewitched by the Book of Necrons would become fanatical fanatics.

Fortunately, no one who can score can see the extraordinary civilization of the Necronomicon text, and can only see the small stories recorded in ordinary words.

Of course, these are all digressions, and now Zhao Ge has obtained the knowledge he wants through the Book of Necronomicon.

The transcendent and civilized text of the Book of Death instills its recorded knowledge directly into one's mind through one's mind.

Now Zhao Ge just wants to get a good night's sleep and recover his exhaustion.

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The next day, the sun shone on Zhao Ge's face, and gradually Zhao Ge on the bed gradually woke up.

I picked up my phone and looked at it, it was already nine o'clock, and it was really good to sleep until I slept naturally.

Zhao Ge, who was wearing pajamas, stretched out on the bed, and before he could recover his senses, he heard the door of his house suddenly kicked open, which directly startled Zhao Ge, who was still stunned.

"What the hell! Who is it! ”

Zhao Ge hurriedly put on his pajamas, stood up and ran to his living room.

Who is so violent!

Zhao Ge rubbed his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Zhang Huayue breaking in.

I thought it was who, it turned out to be Zhang Huayue.

Zhao Ge, who breathed a sigh of relief, was about to go to the bedroom, and he had to change his clothes, how to meet people in pajamas.

But Zhang Huayue obviously didn't think so, grabbed Zhao Ge, who was about to go to the bedroom, and threw him on the sofa.

Zhao Ge looked at Zhang Huayue, who was obviously a little angry.

"What are you throwing tantrums!"

Zhang Huayue's inexplicable temper made Zhao Ge a little sullen, and at the same time a little angry, who did he lose his temper with, who didn't have a temper.

Zhao Ge slapped open, Zhang Huayue grabbed his hand, rubbed his waist, and hit his old waist when he fell on the sofa.

Zhang Huayue snorted and looked at Zhao Ge.

"Who asked me to ask for leave, the escort team has been really busy these days, and as a result, I asked for leave, and I was scolded by the director."

Zhao Ge scratched his head, this was indeed his own persuasion of Zhang Huayue to ask for leave, but he did not regret it, as a front-line police officer, the probability of encountering danger was very high, Zhao Ge did not want Zhang Huayue to encounter danger, even if she was scolded.

Zhang Huayue glanced at Zhao Ge.

"Now I'm also on leave, do you have any ideas, this case is not a small case."